Space.
The dishwasher.
Familiarity.
Not having to hunt for four one dollar coins whenever I want to do the laundry.
Walking around nudie-rudie.
Not going anywhere.
Berry picking every day.
Our own bed.
How happy the girls are with their classes and teachers for next year.

Music we never got a chance to upload to the ipods.

Walking the farm.

Our things.

The compost bucket.

How calm and content the girls seem to be.
Reading Pippi Longstocking together every night.
The space we are starting to feel on day three of the great declutter.
The quiet nights without TV.
Walking in the bush.
Meal planning.
Using the bits of crockery we bought on the trip.
Looking forward to Friday night-family movie night.
That feeling you get when you chuck out ten years of odd socks.
Rediscovering old favourites.
Knitting.
Home.

The novelty hasn't worn off our new house yet. Each time I pull up the driveway I smile. It's so nice to have our own space, our own things, our own garden and our own rooms to decorate as we please.

We did a big cull of our things when we moved as well. After having some of our things sitting in boxes for 10 months we realised how much of it we no longer needed. Feeling lighter as a result and more of a resolve not to introduce more clutter.

I brought our first blueberry plant today too and am looking forward to picking our own berries one day. :)

I'm so glad it is nice to be home. I was worrying for you a bit. That downer feeling that can sometimes happen after the high. So good to nicely be getting into a new rhythm in your home. Lovely. I am so glad.

Decluttering. Always good. I do it so often. At the moment I am struggling because friends who have ceased to have babies are off loading all their bits and bobs onto me rather than taking it to the op shop. I say no. I leave their houses without taking the things and then they still drive by to drop it off. I don't want or need their clutter!!! This is my third child. I know what I need - not much! Urgh. It is really really annoying me. The problem is they can't really let it go and accept that that part of their life is over. I have empathy - but still - for a non-hoarder who can't handle clutter they're driving me bonkers!!!

Kate, I love your list. So many of these things made me happy too when we returned home from our trip.I can really relate to you loving the compost bucket. Sometimes I think my compost bucket looks so beautiful, I want to take a photo of it... but I resist.x

It's inspirational!I would love that freshness of coming home and seeing things in a new light. Hmmm .... now how to do that without going away ????????Maybe that can be january's project...Glad you back and thanks for sharing your trip.

I do read every single comment you leave and appreciate it very much, but I should let you know that I can be a wee bit on the useless side when replying to comments, that's just me, everyday life sometimes gets in the way....so I'll apologise now, just in case.